Yan Dingtian actually still wanted to eat, but since he had acted so indifferent at the beginning, he now felt too embarrassed to speak up.
Wang Zhou called the waiter over to pay the bill, swiped his personal ID card, and then took out another card.
"Elder Yan, this is your card, used for routine expenses and also as a pass to enter some important places. I've already loaded it with a thousand Source Crystals. Oh, and the director said your weekly salary is five hundred Source Crystals..."
There's a salary?
Yan Dingtian felt that the treatment wasn't too bad, and given that delicious food was always available here, his resistance to being a captive... seemed to be waning.
The next second,
Yan Dingtian quickly shook off this inconceivable idea.
How could he possibly be a lifetime mercenary? As soon as he found a way to break the contract, he would leave this cursed place immediately.
Definitely!
"What is your salary?" Yan Dingtian asked casually.
"Only two hundred."
